I'll be dead by morning

Well, I started today to work on my "big butt".  Hubby and I went this morning to check out the fitness center at the YMCA.  We use to go there 20 years ago (when we were young and cute.  That was when I use to wear  little leotard type outfits with little tie shirts on top.  I had them in all colors.  They actually looked like bathing suits.  I'll post a picture from those days if I can find it. )  

 After we spent our hour there, we headed to the golf course and golfed nine holes.  (At least hubby golfed nine holes.  I sort of goofed nine holes.) 

 Then we barely made it back in time for me to pick up my daughter in law and we headed off to boot camp.  (That's right...... boot camp.)  We did circuits for two minutes each, marched for a few seconds, then ran around the gym to the next circuit.  If we couldn't do something we could march in place.  (I did more marching than most of the others.)  But I did it, with a very red face.  (Darn it gets hot in there.)  I didn't like all the mirrors in there though.  I had to look at myself jumping and bouncing more than I wanted to.  (Time for a sports bra!)  

Right now I don't feel too bad, but I know that I probably overdid it for the first day.   Either I won't be able to crawl out of bed tomorrow or I'll be dead by morning.  Pray for me please!